Utilizing the Tea Ceremony, and Other Teaching Methods

So after pondering for so long, this was the self-rescue plan Senior came up with?

Lin Yu nearly laughed out loud upon hearing it.

If they kept going back and forth, Lin Yu could always find a reasonable angle to push further.

You say it’s inconvenient for you?

I don’t believe it!

Let me take a look…

He could come up with a dozen similar counter-moves like this.

But right now, there was no need.

He’d already triggered Senior’s inner vigilance.

Forcing the issue further at this critical moment wouldn’t help her “web novel masterpiece” at all.

Any content that followed would be completely unsuitable for description in the book.

Since the situation was tense, it was better to rein it in.

“Senior, if the conversation has reached this point, should we pause for now?”

“If this were in a novel, it’d be best not to include this kind of ‘interruption’ scene.”

“I’m not sure how it’d be received in female-oriented fiction.”

“But in male-oriented novels, this is absolutely a major turn-off!”

As he spoke, Lin Yu stepped aside, clearing a large space at the table.

Noticing the slipped-down ruqun at her ankles, he pretended to be embarrassed and turned his back to Tang Yimian.

“Sorry, Senior!”

“I was just acting according to the character’s needs earlier, so I…”

“Could you adjust it yourself?”

Leaving her to handle the aftermath was classic Lin Yu.

Tang Yimian quickly straightened her clothes and leaned against the table.

After being toyed with like this, her mind was still in a daze.

What felt most surreal was the stark contrast in Lin Yu’s behavior.

The switch was so abrupt she couldn’t adjust at all.

Is this…

Lin-sensei’s professionalism?

The ability to instantly shift between teaching mode and his natural state?

Aside from admiration and respect, Tang Yimian felt a hint of disbelief.

Recalling what just happened—

She’d almost been…

No!

She’d almost led Lin-sensei into making a mistake in real life.

The responsibility wasn’t on him but on herself.

She couldn’t even imagine—if she hadn’t said it was inconvenient—

Would Lin-sensei have really taken things further?

“Senior, are you done?”

“Can I turn around now?”

Seeing Tang Yimian stay silent for so long, Lin Yu directly asked.

Letting the silence drag would only give her more time to think.

Though they were already soul cultivation partners, until their physical cultivation was complete,

He had to maintain his image.

He needed her to understand none of this was his true intention.

“Y-yes, Junior Yu, I’m… done.”

As she spoke, Tang Yimian walked up to Lin Yu.

When their eyes met again,

Lin Yu’s gaze faltered faster than hers,

As if he were the one who’d been wronged!

Tang Yimian: “……”

What a shy guy.

Looking at him now…

He seemed like the type who’d easily get bullied in a crowd, didn’t he?

In an instant,

All her earlier fear and unease vanished.

Her first instinct was to encourage him:

“Sensei Yu, your guidance on external details and ambient descriptions was amazing!”

“Now I finally see what my novel was missing!”

“Maybe it’s because I’ve never had this kind of teaching before…”

“So if I didn’t cooperate well, please don’t be disappointed.”

“You were truly brilliant—I’m so grateful!”

[Ding!]

[Masterful maneuver! The Saint’s attentive guidance deeply moves the belatedly enlightened Elder of the Transmission Hall!]

[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]

Tang Yimian’s heartfelt praise wasn’t just sincere—it even earned system approval.

As expected.

A man who knows how to act pitied is truly blessed.

Not only did Senior not resent what happened,

She even felt he’d been the one reluctantly sacrificing himself throughout.

What a wonderful Senior!

Lin Yu gazed at Tang Yimian meaningfully and said:

“As long as it helped you, Senior.”

“This might be the last time I use performance-based teaching for you.”

“Earlier, I could sense that you…”

“Seemed to dislike me…”

His voice trailed off dejectedly.

Tang Yimian: “!!!”

Her reaction made him think she hated him?

She’d only been nervous and scared—nothing more!

How could she possibly resent someone who helped her?

“No! That’s not it at all! Junior Yu, you’ve misunderstood. I just lacked experience and didn’t know how to respond.”

“I swear I didn’t feel any dislike—please don’t think that way.”

“Our specialties are different, but next time! Next time I’ll cooperate better…”

The moment she mentioned “next time,”

Lin Yu’s “earnest” eyes locked onto hers again.

Tang Yimian immediately bit her tongue.

In her haste to comfort him,

She’d outright promised a next time.

This session had already pushed their interactions to the limit.

They couldn’t actually… just for the sake of writing web novels.

But the words were already out.

Taking them back now would hurt him in another way.

She didn’t dare recklessly backtrack.

Truthfully,

At this stage,

Lin Yu had nothing left to teach through acting.

Now that Tang Yimian had found her direction,

She just needed to keep writing at this pace—success would come eventually.

The soul cultivation trial was complete.

Now it was about deepening their bond to trigger the dual covenant quest sooner.

“Senior, the performance method has covered most of what it can teach.”

“Actually, I have another way to improve myself in daily life.”

“I think we could try it together next!”

Hearing there was another method, Tang Yimian’s eyes lit up.

“Really? Of course!”

“Tomorrow night if you’re free… no no, the day after, or anytime really.”

“I’m available whenever for lessons!”

She’d meant to suggest tomorrow night outright,

But reconsidered—

It might pressure Lin Yu schedule-wise.

Who didn’t have their own commitments?

He couldn’t tutor her daily.

Luckily, with no urgent school matters lately, her schedule was quite open.

“Let’s do tomorrow night then. I’m free.”

Lin Yu pressed the advantage.

Tang Yimian nodded,

Then stole another glance at him, studying his expression.

Timidly, she asked:

“Junior Yu, could you tell me… what tomorrow’s method will be?”

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